Random Thoughts

Because:

1) It takes me about a full month on each end to adjust my body clock. I’m constantly looking outside and thinking it’s an hour earlier/later than it actually is.

2) Once ever few years (such as this year) I forget about the time change and show up to things at the wrong time.

3) Evening is my favorite time of day.

Anna Fricke, over at the NY Times’ Proof blog, explains what she misses about drinking:

So it’s not the alcohol I miss. It’s the immaturity. The selfishness. The wasted days frittered away recuperating from the wasted nights. It all turned around so quickly. I wasn’t prepared to be this person. A person who can clearly recall all the events of the night before. Who can be the designated driver. Who can go to a work party without apologizing the next day. This must be parenthood. I would toast this milestone, but I have pears to puree.